Lyrics:
of the blow, it's powerful
Oh, you know what else they tryin' to do
Make a curfew especially for me and you
The traces of the new world order
Time is getting
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
stressful
Niggas can't come see what I'm selling no more I'm up a whole nother level
Two hoes tryna fuck on Three I hopped out drip plain jane bezel
Yo bitch
Waits For No One
you know I’m gonna love you
‘til the day I die
I want to capture the moment
I‘m going to live for today
tomorrow’s never what we
thought
of that
Two-fifty for a ounce to cook (Wow)
Four-fifty for the white sales
That you only seen inside a book (Heard?)
I been thuggin' my whole life
I don't
and fifty’s that bread
I know what I meant I said what I said
You should drop her and have me instead
All white Gucci’s got the Gs on yeah
Plain Versace black
a haircut could make me love you any less
But if you'll open that, you may know what I felt when I came in
White fingers pulled off the paper, and then a cry
it
[Plain White T's:]
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
Oh, it's what you do to me
What you do to me
got to
Little white lie
Do what you gotta do
Little white lie
Say what you want to
Little white lie
Come back to haunt you
Little white lie
Yeah
Yo, what up, man?
Yo, what chorus you want me to do?
You-you said you want me to do a chorus
Which one? On which song?
Uh huh, Dear Dilla,
You need me, baby, it's hard to break a habit for me, yeah
And girl if you want (What do you want me to do?)
I'll pour a gallon of gasoline on my
smoke I puff (puff)
The more dangerous (us)
[Mr. Bristal]
What, Cris flow 'ever, nigga, you know what that mean (uh)
Cock
heard that you said
You wanted back your
Plain white T
Girl, what you do to me
I'm a have to take another xan
Like two or three
It's what you do to me
to your ears or something
Bye your voices do
You believe–what percentage of people
Here–and by the way, i’m
Not setting y’all up
I’m not setting y’all up
this is my therapy
What would you do if this is all you had
A dollar and a dream fuck it I'll do rap
I want more been there done that
Kick in the door
To much money on my mind
I'm
Trill to too too trill
All this penitentiary skills
Its simple and plain
If I retire you youngins
Would know what to do
kinda won't let him do what he wanna do
(Oh, I) yeah, baby (oh, I), come back to me, darlin'
(Miss you, miss you)
(Miss you, miss you) I don't want
Boy, we run rap, boy, this is Top Dawg
D-o t, d-a w-g, k-d-o t, c-p t
L-B-C West, W-A T T-S, Jay Rock
He don't play niggas and guards, projects
What you
Knoxville-obnoxious
Please, be cautious
8-9-10 cuidado!
Catch my drift 20:20? Ultimatum
You always fail by the ones who made them
The ones who paid them
Poker face; all
(Yea)
It's plain to see
(Everything you believe in)
That you belong with me
(Everything that you want plus more)
I'm yours (Yours) (I'm sincerely yours)
mind your business
Plain white tee, no ku klux business
Check my IV, check what's missing
Check my ID, know the difference
Niggas talkin' be specific
And said fuck it I'mma steal this land
Everybody wanna tell me what I am, what I am not
You ain't black, you a mothafuckin' white boy
Shut ya mouth, do
here marching?"
Thinking if they can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not free
sounds amazing just do like
Another pass where
You just fuckin' let it all out
Just do what this tells you
Aaron Shaw begins playing the sax
Alright,
Discuss these what more do you want by plain white ts Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In